…you’re not naked.
- You really like blue.
- You honestly find us funny.
- You’ve not found the Brunching Shuttlecocks yet.
- You know what the name means.
- Stick figures and profanity entertain you to no end.
- This is the only place you can where Jesus is an employee.
- Coincidentally, you also like sacrilegious humour.
- A lot.
- You like pants, too.
- You’re comfortable enough with yourself to read the ramblings of a male who is confused with a lesbian, a straight guy with more effeminate qualities than masculine, and a bevy of other strange things.
- You’ve figured out that despite writing everything under aliases, we always refer to each other by real name.
- You know where the Joe Mack Wilson building is.
- You also think that name is funny.
- You’re still reading this list.
- You’re not a liberal democrat.
- You’ve never destroyed a printer with an ink cartridge. One is enough.
- You’ve never been dared to kiss Satan. One is enough.
- You’ve never felt up Satan. One is enough.
- You know the people those sentences refer to.
- The URL in your location bar has “juxentente” in it.
- You are not dead.
- Pilot G-2 pens are awesome. Word.
- You lovingly ignore the fact that this is an easy feature written because I have no free time.
- Your name is Graeme Hefner, Travis Rosenbaum, Kenny Knapke, Laurie Stone, Lauren Hudson-Haight, Elliott Hoffman, Rebecca Traylor, Samantha Boylan, Ryann Frye, Lucas Bertoli, or one of the other people I forced to read this site at some point.
- Wheeeeeee!